Chapter 30: Testing the Heart
"Shut up!"
Wei Yunqing's face instantly twisted into a grotesque mask, all traces of celestial grace vanished. Beside her, Sheng Yuhong frowned and said, “Qing’er, pay no heed to her words. I’ll activate the formation now!” With that, he began weaving his hands into seals, triggering the array set beneath Wei Yunxi’s feet. At the same time, Wei Yunqing dropped all pretense, forming her own seals and activating the array beneath her.
Wei Yunxi watched this scene—so strange, yet so familiar—a mocking smile playing at her lips.
Wen Jing finished her steak, and Ye Tianyu tidied her plate away. The thought suddenly crossed her mind: “When there’s unprompted kindness, it must conceal ulterior motives.” Ye Tianyu, having cleared the dishes, came over, eager to share Bai Ye’s new discovery with Wen Jing.
This plan had been carefully devised by Xu Han after much deliberation. Though the bandits were weak individually, their coordination made them a formidable whole, rendering the strategy of picking them off one by one ineffective. The only way was to tear through their encirclement with force.
Wen Jing Number 7 was finally dead, and everyone breathed easier. Without her, only the real Wen Jing remained—someone of their own, someone they could trust. Who would fear her?
As soon as Chen Tian entered, he realized the courtyard was heavily guarded, sentries posted every five steps, checkpoints every ten.
A surge of spiritual power shattered layer after layer of black shields, finally exhausting the force clinging to the young man’s face, but at a tremendous cost.
“Pfft—” Tang Yidao spat out another mouthful of blood, then finally hovered in the air, blood staining his lips as he gazed at the representative of the Laughing Wind across from him.
Sun Zesheng nodded gravely. Jin Yuanyuan had pointed out a critical issue. More than anything else, the reason Mayor Zhou Tianyu of Jinan City had drawn close to him was not just to gain political capital, but also because of his relationship with Rong Jingying. Without it, how could he have established such an intimate connection with Zhou Tianyu in the first place?
The two monsters—one his wife, the other his son—made Mo Jue feel that life was utterly devoid of sunshine.
Chen Tian's mind was in turmoil. The Nightmare had actually allowed the ancient giants to invade, and not only that, these giants were clearly corpses—yet it had managed to reanimate their remains.
“So much?” Chen Ping blurted out instinctively. Ever since his real estate venture in the southwest, he knew he was a billionaire, but now, with his wealth surpassing a billion, he still found it hard to believe.
“Oh, come on! We all know you’re just talking nonsense,” Liu Qingxi said, barely suppressing her laughter.
"Maple Leaf Valley is truly breathtaking. By the way, Sister Zhaxi, why is it always like spring there? The peach blossoms never seem to fade." Liu Qingxi answered.
By day, you would see black beams of light; at night, they turned white, creating a visual confusion.
Struggling desperately to break free from Wenren Ya, it was no easy task. Unable to escape, Wang raised another claw to strike, but before it could land, its body was sent flying again, crashing heavily to the ground.
Yun Xiao heaved a sigh of relief. Xiumu was merciless—if he had exposed that matter in public, it would have been unbearably humiliating. Fortunately, Yun Xiao had intervened in time. Returning to his room to change, he made straight for Xiumu’s bamboo lodge.
On the way back, my heart was uneasy. I didn’t know what was wrong—only that something was about to happen. I nearly stumbled several times as I walked. This feeling had been haunting me for days, but today it was stronger than ever.
“You refuse to be Princess Zhao, yet you’re willing to be a servant—a truly base choice,” Yilin sneered coldly.
He understood the temperament of Earth’s people. When faced with a powerful enemy, they would certainly pour their efforts into cultivating an extremely strong attack—just in case.